Peachy Keen Films-My Revenge

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My plan was simple: Kill her. After she left me, the raunchy words, the limiting order, it was all I dreamed to do, take what was mine and muffle her--forever.
She was staying at her friends--she had been for a few days. She was going to begin again, pick up the lumps. I hated her buddy. She helped drive us apart. She would pay, and I would take something from her in the process.

I crushed the door in and found them in the kitchen. My ex was swift, grasped and contorted my ear and I let her go, but not for lengthy. I went to the stairs, eyed her go up and turn just it time to knock out her gf. I dragged that super-bitch up to the bedroom where I knew my ex was lurking...either the closet or the douche. It didn't matter--she would finally come out. All I had is time.

I did not waste any time. I packaged the cable I had around her mates neck. She came too when I embarked pulling. I ********* that pounding bi-atch so stiff, her tongue was ramming out and her gams were grimacing....I noticed she was fairly muscled and that added to the enlivenment of anticipating her death. Such a pretty, healthy youthfull woman--I would drilling end that right now.

When she was dead, it was abruptly highly, highly tranquil. I could nearly hear my ex sighing in the room--where was she hiding?

I unwrapped this dead broads bod, got to caress her for the very first time after so many times, so many boring dinners and nights out looking at her--wondering. She was adorable, and so I plumbed her. God, she perceived excellent. I pounded her stiff, I was getting close, so close, then the door opened and my ex came running out. I dropped what I was doing, and grasped her.

I dragged her on the sofa over her dead pals cracked figure and got my string around her. I began her. Oh, she struggled firm, she knew this was it, I was not humping around like the other times. This was the end game.

She punched and fought, bucking her thighs, tensing up, her muscles shuddering and loosening over and over. Her tongue was out, her eyes ample and startled. This is it stunner, this is the yam-sized sleep.

It took a while--both these gals were intense, healthy. When she went, she went leisurely, eyes lodging half open, hatch hardly agape--tongue a tiny out.

I spent the next while frolicking with her, It would be my last time. I moved her around, posed her. She fell off the sofa and I embarking unclothing her. Once she was nude, I flopped her over her gf, then I boned her. This is what I was taking from her--the opportunity to say no. No more. I would nail her like I did her mate and there was nothing she could do about it.

I humped my dead ex until I came inwards her red-hot taut labia. Then, I posed her one last time. She was so fantastic. They both were. Somehow they would have me believe that I humped it all up. I know it my heart is was their fault and now they have paid the ultimate price.

Shag you both, I am OUT!!!